My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 146: I Can Connect Her Home’s Heating Directly to the Underworld (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Chapter 146: Chapter 146: I Can Connect Her Home’s Heating Directly to the Underworld (Seeking Monthly Votes)

In Han Fei’s home, the only thing about that game labeled as "Healing-type" that had anything to do with healing was the game’s label on the helmet, which seemed to have been added later by the Shop Manager.

Yet, it was this very game that initiated a change in Han Fei, forcing him to open his reclusive heart through a method where non-socialization meant death.

It also taught Han Fei how to communicate with roommates living under the same roof by having a serial killer visit.

Gradually, Han Fei began to actively get along with his neighbors.

Eventually, he, a man with severe social phobia, was even elected as the Building Chief.

Although the means by which the game healed a person were somewhat crude, the result showed that Han Fei had indeed changed; he had become a better version of himself, standing on the stage of his dreams proving everything.

Ultimately, the "Perfect Life" game indeed had a healing effect.

Looking at himself in the mirror of the backstage makeup room, Han Fei tried to smile, still feeling his smile was forced, but he thought that as long as he lived, he would someday be able to show a genuine smile.

"I can’t deny that ’Perfect Life’ has changed me."

For such a game that heals human nature, Han Fei felt he could not keep it for himself alone; there were many people with personality defects in the world, and he could heal many more people this way, making the world a better place.

Having straightened his clothes, Han Fei was ready to go home and play games, but just as he opened the door of the backstage makeup room, he saw Li Xue and another plainclothes officer from the Criminal Investigation Team standing at the door.

"What brings you two here?" Normally, stars who hadn’t committed any crime wouldn’t enjoy the privilege of police guarding their doors.

"Han Fei, I always thought you’d make a better police officer than an actor, but today I realized I was wrong. You perform so well, just from watching a promotional video..." Li Xue hadn’t finished her words when the plainclothes officer beside her coughed a few times, interrupting her.

"Our visit this time isn’t just to attend your movie premiere." The plainclothes officer closed the door of the makeup room, making sure no one else was around before continuing, "The fugitive from the teddy bear corpse case was caught by you."

"Yes, that should have been reported by the journalist who was saved, right?"

"Can you tell us in detail what happened that day? What was his mental state when you saw him?" The moment the plainclothes officer asked this question, Han Fei immediately realized that the fugitive must have shown abnormal behavior.

"I noticed he was following the journalist, so I secretly followed them. The fugitive was very agitated, it was a suppressed kind of agitation, and he seemed to be afraid of something," Han Fei said, recalling the expression earnestly.

"Afraid?" The plainclothes officer’s eyes brightened.

"What exactly was wrong with him?"

"After we caught him, he went mad, claiming he heard the voice of the God of Death and saw the most terrifying thing in the world." The plainclothes officer watched Han Fei for a while and then continued, "We ran a full check on him, and based on his descriptions, we roughly reconstructed the image of the God of Death. He thought the God of Death looked a bit like you."

"Like me? Did I scare him senseless?" Han Fei sounded innocent. "It was my first encounter with a fugitive, and he was armed with a knife. I was extremely scared at the moment, I didn’t think much, just had to strike with full force."

"We didn’t think you were too hard on him... well..." The plainclothes officer paused, organizing his thoughts. "We’re pretty familiar by now, and we originally weren’t planning to contact you separately, but the criminal’s whole family went mad, and their symptoms are worsening, so our captain wanted to ask you to make a trip there."

"No problem, but it’s quite late today, how about tomorrow?" Han Fei wanted to go home to play games, of course, he wouldn’t share this reason with the police.

"It will be quick; the car is already prepared. We’ll just need an hour of your time."

"Is it that urgent?"

"Our deputy captain is already there. Once you see the condition of their family, you’ll understand why we are in such a hurry." The plainclothes officer said with a wry smile, "At night, their illness becomes more severe, and we must control it with medication."

Glancing at the time on his phone, Han Fei decided to accompany the police.

The three of them boarded the police car and headed straight to the detention center in the Xinhu Old City District.

"Some prisoners pretend to be insane knowing they will be sentenced to death, but the situation with this family of three is a bit different. We’ve brought in a specialized doctor to treat and examine them," said the plainclothes officer, swiping his ID before leading Han Fei and Li Xue into the detention center.

"Is there still a need to treat a criminal who torments the innocent and commits murder out of malice?"

"This case is more complex. The daughter and mother have put the entire murder blame on the father, and now the whole family is insane. To clarify the truth, we have to treat him first and let him genuinely confess before he dies; only then can we do justice for the victims."

Passing through two doors, the trio entered the deepest building of the detention center.

Walking down the brightly lit corridor, faintly smelling the pungent odor of medication, Han Fei saw a doctor in a white coat talking with a detective.

"Captain Shi, I’ve brought Han Fei here," the plainclothes officer called out to the detective, who greeted Han Fei warmly upon seeing him.

"The Human-body Puzzle case is cracked, and you’ve relieved many police officers in Xinhu of a big worry. Today, I finally meet you in person; you really have an upright appearance," Captain Shi exchanged a few pleasantries with Han Fei, then his expression turned serious, "Little Wei must have informed you about the condition of the criminal’s family. Now, we are trying to get them to talk."

Captain Shi and the doctor opened the door next to them. Mingmei’s father was strapped to a bed, and the police were doing their best to prevent him from going mad.

Upon hearing footsteps, Mingmei’s father opened his bloodshot eyes and began screaming desperately, as if trying to tear his throat apart.

"Ghost! Ghost! Ghost!"

No one knew why he was shouting like that. When Han Fei approached him, he also ignored Han Fei, as if the Han Fei now and the "God of Death" deep in his mind were very different.

"We meet again."

Han Fei stared at the man’s face, his expression twisted and crazy, yet he seemed to have amnesia.

Was this a side effect of soul-summoning? Then why didn’t Huang Ying have amnesia?

His eyes narrowed. Han Fei had once used his soul-summoning talent on him, writing his name on the Ghost Face, but in the end, it had failed—the name in the Ghost Face shattered in the Blood Sea.

Could it be that the selected person would turn out like this after a failed soul-summoning?

Seeing this, Han Fei was actually relieved. The other party had gone completely insane, which made it even less likely for him to expose any of Han Fei’s secrets.

After cooperating with the police in their experiments for half a day, they still hadn’t made any progress. Captain Shi sighed softly and finally allowed Han Fei to leave.

Rushing home to play video games, Han Fei hurried to the intersection, but just as he and the doctor were about to leave, he suddenly saw a girl being held in another room.

The girl was squatting in the corner of the room, incessantly muttering something, and beside her bed was something resembling a gaming helmet.

"Captain Shi, can prisoners now play games?" Han Fei was very sensitive to gaming helmets.

"That’s not a virtual gaming helmet; it’s a medical assistance helmet specifically used to treat psychological illnesses in minors," the doctor clarified Han Fei’s doubts.

"A medical assistance helmet?"

"Have you heard of sandplay therapy? Years ago, people created toys similar to sand trays, using various colors and objects to replace different things in life, turning the sand tray into a world, allowing children to express their inner worlds through play. Doctors would make judgments based on the children’s different selections." The doctor patiently explained, "Now, with a qualitative improvement in technology, we can directly use medical assistance helmets to construct a room belonging to the patient. This room constantly changes, reflecting the patient’s emotional fluctuations and roughly revealing their inner memory world."

"A helmet that can cure psychological illnesses?" Han Fei stared at the therapy helmet for a long time.

"These new technologies were jointly developed by Deep Space Technology and Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, and have only been put into use in recent years."

"Does the treatment work?"

"Temporarily... no," the doctor coughed, "That girl has a very strong defense mechanism. She has never truly opened up her heart."

"Can I go see her?" Han Fei had recognized the girl who was being held alone. She was the demon who had poured Ying Yue’s parents’ corneal into the fishtank and sewn Ying Yue’s corpse into a plush toy.

"No problem." Captain Shi nodded in agreement, and Han Fei opened the door and entered the cottage.

It was the middle of winter, and the underfloor heating in the room seemed to be malfunctioning, making it colder than outside.

The girl was huddled in the corner, looking very pitiful.

"Are you Mingmei?" Han Fei approached the girl.

Upon hearing the noise, the girl lifted her head, but the moment she saw Han Fei, her face turned white with fright.

Her lips trembling, she pointed at Han Fei’s head, squeezing out a few words.

"Ying Yue, Ying Yue is lying on your head!"

Mingmei’s voice was very soft, she was so frightened she could hardly speak, just desperately squeezing into the corner.

Without leaving, Han Fei watched Mingmei, his smile slowly curling up. With his back to the doctor and Captain Shi, his expression suddenly changed, revealing an extremely sick and terrifying look: "You can see Ying Yue crawling on me? Can you really see her? She misses you too!"

Han Fei’s tone was very scary, causing Mingmei to burst into tears, trembling continuously.

"Interesting, if you are not having hallucinations, then it might mean you have a ghost-encountering physique."

Han Fei touched his own neck. It seemed that Wei Youfu’s father had also vaguely seen Wei Youfu’s shadow on him. This didn’t seem to be a coincidence.

Mingmei shrank in the corner, her body unable to stop trembling. Her eyes were filled with terror as she stared behind Han Fei.

"I think I understand now."

Han Fei stood up and walked out of the room.

The doctor noticed Mingmei’s abnormal behavior and was puzzled, "Is it my illusion? Why is this child constantly shivering?"

"The underfloor heating in the room is broken, fix it promptly; you must not let the child get cold," Han Fei said softly.

"This girl is very bad, don’t be fooled by her appearance," Captain Shi cautioned.

"No matter how bad she is, she is still a child, and we shouldn’t be too harsh. She made a mistake..." Han Fei glanced back at Mingmei, but no one heard his last words: "Let her be careful in her next life."